T-minus fifteen days and counting.
When I talk about this trip, I find myself struggling to express my goals in a way that’s not self-undermining. I tell friends and family that I essentially seek to take my coaching business not from zero to sixty but, like, zero to six hundred, and I sound apologetic to my own ears, like I believe my goals are wholly unrealistic.
On the one hand, I have to recognize that the public evidence of my abilities is, well, the stories I tell on Free Refills. I have no reputation in this space at all. That’s just a fact. But if that’s all I tell the universe, the universe will surely affirm that belief, and I will fail. Somehow, I have to learn to acknowledge the facts as they are now, and at the same time follow it with a full-hearted expression that I know I have something important to offer.
If you could see how much of a struggle I’m having writing this piece, you’d know how much of a struggle finding this expression is for me.
At the heart of this struggle lies my fear, right? I’m scared as hell. Am I going to do it anyway? Yes, I am.
I love you.
So motherfuckin’ proud of you.
You have control over your own energetic patterns and energy. You can sense and sooth that energy in others. You can at a very real world practical level shift energetic blocks in the body. And you at the same time have the strong capacity to hold the energetic space and boundaries as a healer and a body intuitive, while a person experiences whatever their body has blocked them from experiencing. In the athletic space, you clearly can describe this skill in a more apropos way than I, but being able to sense with specificity the interruption in flow in a movement and raise an athletes awareness of their energetic power over their body, what person in the profession wouldn’t want to add that to their toolbox?